to bang yo' pride-and-joy, I mean daddy's little angel Tell the little bitch to bring her ass out the house cause your daughter's known, for givin up
had been a devil, Come here angel make it right, Undercover heaven?s waitin, Will you take me there tonight? Undercover angels hover, As we fell in love in bed
Let's take it all the way back to hello They say you're living like you died before I got a place that only I can go Oooh let me take you to flight school
marshy gases of the lake Please, let's close this casement and I will read and you will listen Aand together we will pass this terrible night together What's
doesn't want to be alone She says it's making her neurotic but please don't mistake it for being erotic So alone, so all alone She says let's go for
love is some dust in an old man's cough who is tapping his foot to a tune, and your thighs are a ruin, you want too much, let's say you came back some
in cold sweats in the middle of the night Nightmares nightmares got you all a-fright [Chorus] Hope of sweet dreams I go to bed and close my eye lids
And thru a bike into a pool Driven down the side walk Like a crazy possessed fool I broke every single traffic rule. What happened? What happened? Let's go
a velvet bed My sheets feel like sandpaper, and my pillow feels like lead But as sure as Atlantis sank into the sea I'm sinking like a stone babe, that's how it's
best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!" BOTH ". . . the Angel of Music sings song in my head!"
at RAOUL's feet) PHANTOM Bravo, monsieur! Such spirited words! (Another fireball) RAOUL More tricks, monsieur? PHANTOM Let's see, monsieur how far you dare go
go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi There's a little place, a place called space It's a pretty
: Let's move, Let's shake Let's bleed, Let's fake Let's go for broke Let's make mistakes Let's see, Let's win Let's pray, Let's cheat Let's have
rebel music The saga continues Listen, children What's the problem in Manhattan Every ten men they look like Bin Laden So I have problems when I go to
saw the city of angels It brought a devil out in me And Hell's hotel on Sunset Showed a whore no mercy As the orange sky was screaming From the roof I let her go
on - on... [Chorus:] Too HOT to handle Ready for the nite time comin' She's an angel of mercy Too HOT to handle Ready for the nite time comin' She's
Die by the gun and let authorities cuff us Everyday is like Glory to us, bruh So keep it cool shawty, let's see the tool shawty Say they gangsta's but
take a lot to still dance to the beat Skin more cold and callous than concrete I love swimming but there's just one ski In a rich man's hotel with bed